Crazy Go Nuts Did you know that November is national novel writing month? Yeah, neither did I. Until some very roundabout web surfing brought this odd bit of knowledge my way. At first I was bemused by the concept, which is to write 50,000 words between the 1st and the 30th and thus have yourself a novel (just to head of the literati among you, I know 50K words constitutes more of a novella rather than a novel, but I'm not in charge so don't bust my chops). Also, of interest was the discovery that all one has to do is write the 50,000 words and they are a winner. Who wins nothing other than the self-satisfaction of accomplishment. Force yourself to crap on a page with little regard for the end product they say. Art for the sake of art. Break from the routine and doldrums of things like your job and sleeping. Which is a whole lotta' insane. Which is why I decided to do it. To cram 50,000 words together in 30 days. To do one of the things I despise the most. It's going to be me, my brain, my neurotic insecurities, and my will locked in mortal combat. A literary thunderdome in which we all shall enter, but only one of us exit. If anybody needs me during November you can find me in the "I hate myself and want to die" forum.
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